Excited to find the mailman late to collect from the post box, delighted to stay in my car when it was nine degrees, I rolled my window down and asked him, “Can you take this, too?”
He smiled, “Ma’am, this is The United States Post Office. We take mail.”

Always good to find a postal worker with a good attitude and not going postal. 🙂 Our local post office is the most amazing I’ve ever used. The counter is open from 7-7 pretty much every day and they’re even open on Sunday! How they manage the latter is beyond me, but they all seem to be helpful and happy. What’s not to like? AND it’s only about four blocks from our house.

SO lucky! Ours are almost always shifting personnel. Our local post office has the oldest, grumpiest white man that ever did live. He’s awful.
I usually go a bit north to mail things — that’s where the nice ladies are 🙂 They’re open til 7 on weeknights, so it makes it easy when I leave work late.

If a post office isn’t open until about 7, how can anyone who works get there? The post office where we used to live usually had good people but they, too, got shifted. Sometimes, too, I think they’re grumpy because people treat them badly, but sometimes it’s the other way ’round.

OMG, I ask the SAME questions!
Our office mail comes anywhere from 10am-6pm! If I don’t beat the mailman or if he hasn’t come when I’m leaving, I have to take it to insure it gets out that day. (Not all, just certain types.) But, the office park across the street collects at 4:30 and the one in my neighborhood closes at 5, so stopping midway is really the only way to do it, because I never leave before 5.
I used to think the same things about banking and utilities. People gotta work!

That wasn’t something we thought about when we moved here. Not having a car is good AND BAD! But we’ve managed for over a year and love the area. I think more than missing close stores or transportation, I miss going to the mail box on a daily basis.

I once walked in the door of a quiet post office and was welcomed by a man who practically sang, “Greetings and salutations from the United States postal service.” For a second I was certain I walked into the wrong door.